I have successfully installed the Linux distro called Linux Mint on two laptops. This was a good learning.

I did have my doubts of my capability, but found that all you need is available on the web. If you can look for it and understand the basic concepts, then even at my ag,e you can get quite a good amount of technical work done.

To be honest, Linux Mint XFCE worked like a charm. It ran so smooth that it was unbelievable. I also was able to install Wine and update LibreOffice version 5.3.3 on it.

I now have decided to use Linux Mint as it runs pretty fast and does not hang even after a long usage as Windows does on my system. LibreOffice, on the other hand, is an amazing Microsoft Office replacement. The only thing I miss though is Onenote.

My deep regards to all from the Linux Mint team and that of LibreOffice. These guys are doing a fab job. I have begun to like the Liberation Font from Red hat.

In all, the learning has been awesome, thought it took a bit of my time.

I have also been reading intensively… more of this in time to come… Cheers! And Bye!!!

I began this blog a while ago and I am yet to set myself up to writing here. And all this while I have been in a quagmire of guilt hoping that one day soon I shall find the inspiration to start my journey of exploration. The guilt stays sore, and the journey is yet to begin. Inspiration seems to come now and then…and yet it still seems to evade me.

So I shall write here how I plan to get the genie into the bottle. Do I actually have one? I shall explore this as I write along.

There are two major reason why I find it difficult to write. First, I have a fear coupled with laziness. The fear is how I will be understood or rather misunderstood by the reader. The fear of being criticized. Second, the desire for perfection coupled with inaction. I have this weird notion that one must aim for perfection in all one does. This might be a wonderful gospel truth, but for me it has only crippled me from expressing myself. I had always felt that all of my words had to be amazing words that could be written on stone; and I waited and waited for the words to come. They did come in flashes here and there. They sparked up and regurgitated a few emotions of wonder and surprise…and few moments later they evaporated softly into thin air. All I was left with were just the beautiful sensation when nothing gets created.

The stress we build up while striving to create something is unfathomable. The desire to create is so ingrained in us that we feel that is the only purpose of our lives. Today, I see that it makes not sense if I create or do not create. All I can at least do is be a journalist, a documentarian. There is no fixed, great truth to capture. There is only passing, fleeting events in time. I can do well to be an observer in this flux and document what I see, feel and momentarily believe. These shall be opinions that shall be ever changeable. I shall present what I presently experience and share the joy of the experience with all.

On the side… a thought comes to my mind. Even the Genesis shows that God did not create all of his wonders in a single moment, but over a span of days. Why? He was documenting his experiences, learning from one and remodeling the other.

I am baffled at the amount of our time we spend in ponder and procrastination. All the time we wallow in the wonderful mix of to-do-it-now-or-later, maybe-when-the-time-is-right-now-or-later, and silently slips away.

I must confess that I have had a horrible time defeating it and so, I am going to defend it. It took me all these years to understand that I was fighting something that I actually loved. I loved my procrastination.

So dear Procrastination , here I come!

Could I be going bonkers praising it? Yes! and you could be right, from a perspective.

If you know me, then you would have wondered: what would have gotten me off the couch to set up this website. Ego? Desire to Prove? Action-oriented-life? Popularity? Ugh..

I just want to be me here..

The website was certain to come. The spirit was strong, but the flesh was weak..

Who is to take all the courage and the work that would go into building a site. And who is going to read it? I am going to spend all my time grueling in the ring to extract an article and then hoping to conjure a reader in you. This is like going to hell and hoping heaven’s door is on the other side.

And for all it takes, I have decided. I will set up this so that I can keep it as an epitaph to my time spent in procrastination.